Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Six Kindness and Revenge!
The World-Destroying Divine Sword Technique—The First Style!
Lin Yun stepped back with one foot, instantly creating a dent in the floor beneath his feet.
At the moment when the pit was formed, Lin Yun's body turned into a black shadow, shooting forward like an arrow from a string, carrying a sharp golden light, and slashing towards the golden corpse with a devastating force.
Lin Yun and the golden corpse faced each other head-on, their figures passing each other in mid-air.
A golden sword light flashed away at that moment!
brush!
After a sharp sound broke through the air, Lin Yun's figure holding a sword stopped five meters behind the golden corpse.
But the golden corpse was still continuing to run forward.
But while it was running, its hands had already been separated from the elbows and fell to the ground.
After it ran a few steps, the point where its chest and abdomen were connected also separated into two parts.
The body above the chest slowly slid backwards along the neat and smooth incisions, and landed on the ground with a small amount of blood.
The lower body even took two steps forward before finally falling forward.
When the golden corpse completely lost its movement, Lin Yun calmly released the spirit and put the sword back into its scabbard. Then he turned back casually and glanced at the decomposed golden corpse.
The scene was silent.
Everyone present looked at this scene dumbfounded, their expressions almost petrified.
They couldn't believe that the three of them could not defeat the powerful enemy together, but they were killed by this young man so lightly!
But after killing such a powerful enemy, the young man showed no joy at all, as if he had just done a trivial thing.
When everyone was shocked, the extremely violent energy in Lin Yun's body also collapsed back into the violent ring along the meridians throughout his body.
Under the energy-blessed state of the Ring of Violence, the wearer's cultivation can be directly improved by two levels. However, the maintenance time is very limited, usually only one minute, and it cannot be used a second time in the short term.
After the violent energy collapsed back, the violent ring immediately flashed a faint red light.
Lin Yun's momentum continued to weaken, and his realm also continued to regress. In the blink of an eye, he was back to the realm of the mid-level third-level warrior.
This scene made everyone dumbfounded.
"The realm has regressed? What on earth is going on?" Chen Bingbing looked at Lin Yun in shock.
"Did he just take some medicine that temporarily enhanced his realm?" Xie Ding, who was seriously injured, also opened his eyes and murmured.
But Fan Jian's slightly narrowed eyes fell on the violent ring on the middle finger of Lin Yun's right hand.
Fan Jian is a descendant of a family of tomb robbers. His ancestors have been robbing tombs for a living. He has seen many top-notch treasures, including some psychic magic weapons.
These treasures have been jointly recorded in the family genealogy by ancestors of all generations.
Fan Jian had also read the genealogy book and had some impressions of some of the psychic magic weapons recorded in the genealogy book.
One of the psychic magic weapons is a ring that can temporarily enhance the realm. Its shape and appearance exactly match the ring worn on Lin Yun's hand!
Lin Yun's level has improved before, but now it has regressed. It is obviously because of this ring!
Thinking of this, Fan Jian became extremely manic, and a look of greed flashed in his eyes.
As a descendant of a family of tomb robbers, he knows better than anyone how precious and valuable the ring on Lin Yun's hand that can temporarily enhance his realm is!
If he could get this ring and sell it at a high-end auction, the income he could get would allow him to avoid tomb robbing for the rest of his life and live a very comfortable life.
Thinking of this, the greedy desire in Fan Jian's heart became even stronger.
At this moment, Lin Yun didn't notice Fan Jian's intention at all. Because his attention was focused on the black jade sarcophagus in the center of the tomb.
Lin Yun vaguely discovered that there was a very powerful aura sealed in this black jade sarcophagus, and it seemed that there was something terrible inside!
Just when Lin Yun wanted to further observe the black jade sarcophagus, a figure quietly came behind Lin Yun, raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed at Lin Yun.
"Be careful!" Linna shouted hurriedly when she saw this.
As soon as he finished speaking, that sharp sword light was already very close to Lin Yun's neck.
At that moment, Fan Jian's eyes flashed with joy that he was about to succeed, as if he had already seen the bloody scene of Lin Yun's body and head being separated.
However, what happened in the next moment completely shattered his beautiful idea!
At that critical moment, Lin Yun raised his left hand like lightning.
Block at will with your backhand.
The blurry sword shadow suddenly stopped in front of Lin Yun's palm, revealing the original appearance of the long sword. The sword edge was slightly embedded in the flesh of Lin Yun's palm, and then was blocked by five steel-like finger bones.
Fan Jian's movements also froze. He kept holding the sword with both hands, his face filled with disbelief, as if he had experienced the most incredible thing in the world.
He felt as if what he had struck was not a human hand, but an iron wall.
No matter how hard he exerted himself, he could only cut through the surface flesh, but could not break the phalanges at all.
Everyone also looked at the scene that happened in front of them with a look of despair on their faces.
Fan Jian is a strong man at the peak of the sixth-level warrior. Although he is seriously injured and cannot display his full strength, his sword is enough to kill opponents below the fifth-level warrior.
However, at this moment, his sword slashed into the hand of this third-level warrior-level young man, but it could not even cut off his seemingly thin palm.
It is simply unimaginable to receive such a fatal blow with his bare hands. How strong is this young man's body?
Compared to everyone's shock, Lin Yun was not surprised and seemed to have been accustomed to this scene.
This calm attitude even made everyone wonder if he was deliberately struck by Fan Jian's sword just now in order to test his body's defense strength.
Seeing that Lin Yun could not be killed with one sword, Fan Jianli immediately took back his sword and took several steps back.
"Asshole, what are you doing?!" Linna yelled angrily at Fan Jian, and her title of "boss" to Fan Jian changed from "boss" to "asshole".
Fan Jian did not answer Linna's words, but held the sword in front of his chest with one hand, assuming a defensive posture, and stared at Lin Yun with vigilant eyes.
It wasn't until this moment that he realized how extraordinary this seemingly ordinary boy in front of him was!
Lin Yun then casually glanced back at Fan Jian, his gaze was so deep and cold, like a supreme king looking at a death row prisoner.
"You want the ring on my finger?"
With just one glance, Lin Yun could tell from Fan Jian's greedy eyes his purpose of attacking him.
Even though Fan Jian was very afraid of Lin Yun at this time, he still pretended to be strong and said: "Since you know this, why don't you just hand it over! As long as you hand it over, I promise to spare your life!"